In “Doll Parts” from Regan Arts, written with Thomas Flannery Jr., Lepore tells how she became famous overnight in 2000 when she arrived stark naked at an Azzedine Alaïa exhibition hosted by Stephanie Seymour.

“Naomi Campbell was angry at being overshadowed,” Flannery said. “And Amanda was yelled at by [Seymour’s husband] Peter Brant when she accidentally leaned on a Warhol pink camouflage painting.”

The book, out in April, covers Amanda’s boyhood in New Jersey with a paranoid schizophrenic mother, her early struggles in the city working as a dominatrix, and her performances at the Limelight for “Party Monster” Michael Alig.

Amanda recounts the nitty-gritty details of going to Mexico to have her two bottom ribs cracked and moved in order to embellish her hourglass figure — one of dozens of transformative operations that have cost Lepore more than a million dollars.

“At my funeral, someone had better touch up my lips and foundation before they close the casket,” Lepore says. “That’s not a beauty tip. It’s a formal request.”